March 22, 2017 by Carmen Kampman
“Train children in the right way, and when old, they will not stray.” (Proverbs 22:6, NRSV)
Moms, where are your spaces for training your kids? Mine’s in the van – the minivan to be exact. My very first minivan was an old, blue Dodge Caravan. I was pretty excited about ALL the space I had in that van.These days I drive an older, blue Toyota van. (There’s been a number of vans these last 20+ years!) As I have been driving kids to and fro these days, I have been reflecting on how many sacred moments we’ve had over the years in the vans.
Sure, there are times I complain about all the driving I do; it’s why I love it when my husband drives us to church on Sunday. But, as much as I have complained at times, the van has been my training ground with my kids.
It’s where we’ve listened to praise and worship music (and other types), where we’ve read excerpts from books, where we’ve used the Daily Bread readings for our morning devotionals, where we’ve read through the gospels, and where I’ve asked my kids the hard questions.
It’s also the place where, upon picking my kids up from school, tears have erupted as a child has told me of a hurt they experienced, witnessed, or of some sad news. And in those moments, we stop and pray together. Other times, there are strange smells that make us all roll down the windows and say to someone, “Did you hold that all day and wait to get into the van to do that!” I think you all know what I’m talking about. 🙂
If my vehicles over the years could tell you a story, I think this is what they would say: The minivan was our training ground. It’s where we loved and learned to love. It’s where we asked questions and searched for answers. It’s where we connected and learned from each other. It’s where we learned about God together.
Where’s your training ground?